Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

"Didi didi didi."

"Didi didi didi."

"Didi didi didi."

The Fu Mo Si Yamen in the capitals of the Tang Dynasty is located. I don’t know when. In each Yamen, towers seven or eight feet high were built. On the top of the stone tower, a square translucent ball seemed to be breathing. Generally flashing with golden light.

Every time these spheres take a breath, they are like whirlpools, swallowing up the power of the incense of faith that fills the sky above the state capital.
After the power of the incense of faith that filled the sky over the state capital was absorbed by these spheres, as the spheres exhaled and inhaled, a square jade slip was spit out from the sphere.

Beside the stone pagoda, there were already wandering gods and ghosts from the City God's Temple waiting with carriages. When these jade slips reached a certain number, they were escorted to the City God's Temple.

The City God's Temple is a bit more eerie at night, but the clay and wood sculptures seem to have come to life, in the City God's domain between the human world and the underworld.

Hundreds of ghost messengers write cases, and under the watchful eye of the judge, they review unjust cases in the state capital. These injustice cases are either filed in the Yangshi Yamen, or handled by the ghost messengers of the Yin Division.

Those who are guilty of serious diseases will be handed over to the judge for judgment, and ghost messengers may even be sent directly to the door to seduce the soul.

In the dark of night, many watchmen can often hear the sound of chains grinding. They all know that it is the ghost messengers sitting down by the City God who are coming to fetch someone.

This is today's Tang Dynasty, where gods interfere in the world, and the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Man rule the world together!

"Your Majesty! Report from the front, all the traitors have been killed, and the way forward is clear!"

A Xuanjia soldier rode his horse all night long and came to Long Chu. He dismounted and knelt down on one knee.

"Tell Yuchi to keep on the road! Get to Zhong Nanshan before dawn!" A deep and majestic voice came from Long Xun.

"promise!"

Accompanied by a deep horn, the uniform sound of horse hooves resounded on the galloping road again, and the huge heaven-sacrifice team once again embarked on their journey.

Dozens of fighter planes hovering in the sky were scattered four to five miles in front and behind the team, providing lighting and warning.

On the brocade couch in the corner of the Longchu carriage, a three- or four-year-old baby was sleeping soundly while holding a stuffed bear toy that was twice her size.

The little one sleeps very dishonestly. Her little nose blows out snot bubbles from time to time, and her legs kick away the thin brocade quilt covering her body from time to time.

Beside the little guy, two nuns and a female crown dressed in Taoist attire were sitting on their knees, pulling up the quilt she had kicked off for the little baby from time to time.

A chessboard was placed across the carriage in the center, and two men were playing chess. The middle-aged man holding the black piece was none other than the current emperor, Tian Khan Li Shimin.

Opposite him, the person holding the white piece was Tang Song, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes. However, compared with him when he was wearing Taoist robes, Tang Song not only looked much more majestic at this time, but even his age seemed to be that of a middle-aged man in his forties. young people.

Li Shimin sat opposite this Uncle Tang, hesitating. He felt that this Uncle Tang in front of him had an imperial majesty that was a hundred times stronger than him.

"Uncle Tang, isn't that Bodhisattva afraid to come?"

"It doesn't matter whether we come or not. The longer the delay is, the better it is for us. We are not the ones who are anxious!"

Tang and Song held sunspots on the corner of the chessboard with a calm expression.

Buzz buzz~~~~
Wisps of golden light flickered all over his body, and the acupuncture points in his body slowly opened, and countless pure incense powers continued to pour into his body.

"Master Qingtian, please keep my little old son, daughter-in-law, mother and son safe!"

"God, that bully beat my father to death and insulted my wife and daughter. God, please open your eyes and strike down that beast with thunder!"

"God above, please bless me to be the first in high school this time. If I can ride on a horse and parade through the streets, I will build a golden body for you to fulfill your wish..."

"God, this is the little man's thoughts. Please bless me that I will win every time I bet."

The incense entered the body, accompanied by thoughts. Every second, thousands of pictures appeared in Tang Song's mind, and pious or greedy faces seemed to surround his ears.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, this body was the divine thought produced by the fusion of human luck and the power of incense, that is, the god of incense and fire.

After the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was crowned with dynasty luck, a god representing the personality of the Emperor of Heaven was born in this world.

In the Tang and Song Dynasties, a ray of spiritual thought settled in this body, and it became the God recognized by the world.

The devout prayers of hundreds of millions of people in the Tang Dynasty and the long river of incense gathered were filtered by the incense information extractor developed by Bega Punk.
The power of incense was constantly gathering on him every moment, and the divine power of incense was continuously blessing him. Deep in Tang Song's eyes, there seemed to be black and white flames rising,
This flame, seemingly illusory, was transformed by the will of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The complicated desires in those thoughts were constantly burned by the fire of thought.

Zizizizi~~~
Boundless incense burns and blooms with a huge white light.

The fierce fire of will burned, but this process was short-lived. In a moment, it dissipated into nothingness. All the white lights gradually faded away, leaving only colorless and transparent energy sealed in the middle of the mind, like a wash. Like a baby with all its beauty, pure and original.

Many magazines were eliminated, leaving behind the essence of thoughts that were as clear as crystal and slowly flowed.

These thoughts turned into a pure jade-colored stream of light, which reflected into the eyebrows of Tang and Song Dynasties and stopped in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The incense that would not be refined in the future even formed a faint golden halo behind his head.

The aura on Tang Song's body was growing at a terrifying speed every moment. Every moment, his cultivation level increased more than that of an ordinary person in a lifetime.

"coming!"

Halfway through the chess game, Tang Song's fingers suddenly stopped on the chessboard, and he turned his head to look ahead, as if he was looking at someone from afar through the dragon curtain.

"Stop whoever comes!"

At this time, the Xuanjia Army scouts in front of the team took off their muskets from their horses one by one, raised their guns, and aimed at the fat monk who suddenly appeared on the road.

This monk wears a yellow sleeved coat and mango shoes. He is very fat, with a protruding belly, open breasts, big ears and shoulders, a round face, and his eyes are full of smiles.

"The Emperor Luanyu is here, everyone else is waiting to leave quickly!" A soldier of the Xuanjia Army shouted sternly, while extending his hand behind his back and making a warning gesture.

The entire Xuanjia Army quickly formed a formation to charge against the enemy. The soldiers at the front raised their guns to meet the enemy, while the soldiers at the rear raised their muskets and aimed them at the fat monk.

Several artillery pieces were even launched in the ranks of the former army!

"Donors, please don't misunderstand me. The poor monk came this time to establish a good relationship with His Majesty the Emperor!"

The fat monk didn't seem to care about the black hole of the gun aimed at him, he put his hands together and said with a smile.

Several soldiers looked at each other and then looked back at the middle-aged general coming from behind.

The tall middle-aged general, wearing bright armor, carrying a long spear, and a golden whip hanging on his horse, stared at the fat monk coldly. The person who came was eight feet tall, with a stern face. Under a black armor, he had a body full of explosive power.

It turned out to be the General Wu Hou, Duke Wei Chi Jingde of the State of E, but it was not surprising that he appeared here. As Li Shimin's confidant, he was also the leader of this Xuanjia Army.

Yuchi Jingde came more than ten feet in front of the monk, raised his long stick, and pointed it directly at the fat monk.

"Monk, you dare to stop us. You are so brave. This general suspects that you are accomplices to those traitors. Come on, kidnap this monk!"

Yuchi Jingde's character was not that meandering. When he saw the monk, he was too lazy to talk nonsense and directly ordered someone to come forward and tie the monk up.

He knew that a group of monks had just planned to assassinate the king and kill him. The monk in front of him was fat and big-eared. He was not a good person at first glance.

If I kill someone by mistake, I won’t let him go.

Several Xuanjia soldiers dismounted with their swords drawn and walked towards the fat monk.

The fat monk shook his head and stretched out his big fat hand to point behind Yuchi Jingde: "The poor monk is just a wild man in the mountains, but he has been blessed by the Buddha. The man in the car is destined to be a Buddha. Can the poor monk take him to the ancient temple to practice? , early arrival to bliss!”

Hearing the words of the fat monk, Yuchi Jingde looked in the direction of his finger and saw that His Majesty Luan Yu of the Chinese Army was there, and his expression suddenly dropped.

"Bold bald donkey, capture him and hand him over to your majesty!"

Several soldiers of the Xuanjia Army had already drawn their knives in their hands at this time, holding Senhan's horse-killing sword and stepping forward quickly. The monk was only a dozen feet away.

For some reason, the soldiers only felt that the distance was getting further and further away. When they raised their heads, they were shocked to find that blossoming lotus flowers of five colors had emerged from the void at some point, and the fragrance hit them, covering the entire sky with a radius of thousands of miles.

The colorful lotus flowers emitted light, and pictures appeared one after another, including goddesses scattering flowers and glazed bliss.

Colorful phoenixes in the sky, blue luan fairy birds spreading their wings, golden dragons rolling in the merit pool on the ground, auspicious purple clouds wisps, high mountain spiritual platform, old pine Qiu plate, with a crane holding Ganoderma lucidum in its mouth.

In the Thunder Sound Pagoda, the relics are suspended high in the sky, illuminating the universe. The golden Arhat puts his palms together and sings, and the sound is transmitted out, making people disappear all their worldly thoughts.

On the golden lotus platform, the huge monk lowered his head and looked down at them like a god or Buddha.

"kill!"

Those who can be selected into the Xuanjia Army are all warriors who have fought a hundred battles. Under military orders, even if gods and Buddhas are in front of them, they dare to draw their swords and fight them.

Although several soldiers were stunned by this scene, after they recovered, they gritted their teeth and rushed towards the sitting Buddha in the Thunder Sound Pagoda with their swords.

Seeing the actions of these soldiers, the Buddha sitting on the golden lotus could not help but look a little surprised.

However, the closer they got to the Thunder Sound Temple, the expressions on the faces of these soldiers became more and more confused, until they entered the Thunder Sound Temple.

The figures of several sword-wielding warriors suddenly disappeared, but several novice monks chanting sutras appeared in the Leiyin Pagoda.

Yuchi Jingde felt his eyes blurred, and several soldiers disappeared in front of him. He frowned and raised his eyebrows, "Monk, what kind of magic did you use to hand over this person and me, the general!"

The fat monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, Poor Monk, the Eight Virtues Pond, the Seven Treasures Forest, and the Lazuli Realm in the Buddha's home are all Buddhist realms, filled with leisure and bliss. They are also protected by the eight celestial dragons, and the emperors of the five directions are always with you. ,

A few of my friends took refuge in my Buddha and got rid of the demonic obstacles. This is boundless merit! "

When the fat monk spoke, his tone was very seductive. The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army, including Yuchi Jingde, felt as if they were in the Buddhist kingdom described by the fat monk. It was as if they were immersed in the scene, and they could even see the Arhats coming and going. Give them a slight nod.

Some weak-minded soldiers, accompanying ministers, guards, and palace maids could not help but bow directly to the fat monk.

"Hmph! You are deceiving the public with your lies!"

Yuchi Jingde followed Li Shimin in the northern and southern battles. He was also an iron-blooded general who emerged from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Not to mention his firm will, his martial arts cultivation was at the pinnacle of the world.

After just a moment of trance, I got rid of the temptation of this Western Paradise.

He looked around at the fallen soldiers under his command and groaned. The roar of Tiger and Leopard Thunder sounded like thunder in a clear sky, exploding in everyone's ears.

A group of Xuanjia Army soldiers who were immersed in the sound of Buddha were instantly awakened by the thunder.

"You are deceiving the public with your evil words! You should be killed!"

Yuchi Jingde swung his long spear, and at the tip of the spear, an unparalleled force pierced the fat monk's face, trying to poke a hole in his head.

"Bang bang bang-"

Seeing the monk's magic, these Xuanjia Army soldiers did not dare to be careless anymore, directly aimed at the monk and pulled the trigger.

As Li Shimin's confidants, the Xuanjia Army naturally held not ordinary flintlock rifles, but real semi-automatic repeating rifles.

As a group of Xuanjia Army soldiers pulled the trigger, dense bullets shot directly at the fat monk.

"Amitabha!"

The fat monk smiled brightly. When he saw Yuchi Jingde and the Xuanjia Army soldiers taking action, he did not resist. He allowed Yuchi Jingde's attack and those bullets to come towards him. For some reason, the bullets started shooting after they came within three feet of the fat monk. Disappeared into thin air.

"Bang bang bang bang-"

A group of Xuanjia soldiers emptied two magazines, but they were unable to injure the monk at all, or even force the monk to take half a step back.

The fat monk smiled leisurely and looked in the direction of the central army Long Buluanyu and said with a smile: "Your Majesty killed three thousand Buddhist disciples. You need to practice hard for 30,000 years in the seat of my Buddha, and bring all the disciples to the righteous fruit. Only then can you realize Bodhi, this is a definite number."

In Luan Yulong's banquet, Li Shimin heard the fat monk's words and angrily threw the chess pieces in his hand into the chess box. He looked at Tang and Song angrily:
"Uncle Tang, this officer is bullying me too much!"

Looking at Li Shimin who was complaining like a child, Tang Song chuckled: "If he bullies you, then kill him!"

The fat monk looked at the group of Xuanjia soldiers with a smile. Suddenly, his mind moved and he calculated with his hands. The smile on his face faded a little.

The next second, there were buzzing sounds in the sky, and dozens of dazzling searchlights fell on the fat monk at the same time. Along with these dazzling searchlights, there were also dozens of steel torrents formed by bullets.

The cannons on dozens of fighter planes fired at the Fat Monk at the same time. The missiles hanging on the fighter planes separated and shot out, hitting the Fat Monk.

The fat monk remained motionless in the face of the torrent of bullets and missiles. Behind him came a ferocious monkey with a furry face, a thunderous mouth, a short stature, a fierce look on his face, and a stick in his hand.

The monkey looked at the fighter planes hovering in the sky, threw the banana peel in his hand, and roared with a ferocious grin.

"Roar!" (End of this chapter)